I Feel like a Dog walking Herself

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A day ago, I went to a park that’s located not too far from my home. Feeling a little restless, I wanted to run. I wanted to feel heated up. To feel sweat dripping down my face, to smell stench emerging out from my own body, and to hear breath panting with my every step. That’s a good run for me.

But as I walked toward the park, the clouds shifted and the sun came out. And then my tummy ached. I wasn’t…